Chapter 828： north (1/2)

The magic guided vehicle with the Empire's emblem crushed the frozen soil in the extreme north. The melody of the wheels and the engine broke the tranquility in the wilderness. A vehicle full of people and materials was driving along Empire Avenue. A black-brown iron stream meanders on this newly completed road.

The outline of the mountains in the north is becoming clearer on the horizon, and the clear and high blue sky is like a curtain behind the mountains, shining brightly under the glorious sun.

Byron's gaze passed through the car window, looking at a landscape that was completely different from the south, and looking at the snow-covered mountains, and the Duchess of Victoria sat opposite him, quietly like an ice sculpture.

Byron was ordered to go to the north to build the coastline of the empire on the land that is far north of the mainland. At the same time, as the representative of the empire, to welcome guests from the Duchy of the Holy Dragon, and the Duchess of Victoria completed her report in the capital They will also return to the north.

The increasingly clear view of the foreign land came into sight, and Byron, a rough-headed person, could not help but sigh: "I never thought I would visit the northernmost part of the country someday-and still be a general Identity ... destiny is really unpredictable. "

Victoria, who was sitting across the floor, heard the words and said, "I heard you were a mercenary who went north and south, General Byron."

"Go south and north ..." Byron smiled and shook his head. "At that time, dealing with some thieves and beasts in the mountains and valleys around a town was like a battle-hardened battle. You can go to two or three cities. Claimed to have gone south and north, a bunch of mercenaries bragging in the tavern to speak the most outrageous words, and they are not beyond today's Peppa-Cecil railway line. People at that time ... hi. "

The mercenary knight, who has experienced nearly half a century, from the bottom of society to the top of the empire, said with a trace of self-deprecation, but his face could not help but bring a trace of memories: "But then, the mercenary I have known a lot of interesting guys for more than ten years. I still remember that when I brought a small mercenary regiment, there was a swordsman in the regiment, called Eliza or Elena ... character and man In the same way, she is a northerner, and she said that her family was in a place called Cazabar ... for us at that time, it was almost another world far away. "

"It's Cazabury," Victoria corrected, "near Fort Winter. It's not close to the south. How did your friend get to the south?"

"It is said that when I was young, I went to trade with my parents. The caravan at home met a robber near Pompeii ... It may also be the black gloves of the lord. The whole family did not survive, leaving her and an old servant. The servant died, and she drifted to the south ... probably this is the case, but no one knows the truth. The mercenaries like to make up some strange origins and experiences for themselves, which is bragging and showing that they are unique. Capital, but in fact they are probably just rogues running out of a nearby village. The sword in their hands was bought from a downcast veteran. "

Maybe I have never heard of such a story from the "bottom level", or maybe I have some interest in the "merchant", a profession that has gradually been declining in the past two years, and the story behind them. Victoria actually expressed a little curiosity : "You later became a knight. Where were your companions? Did the female swordsman return to the north?"

Byron was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "No, and I have no chance to go back. For ordinary people twenty years ago, the north is too far away."

Victoria looked at Byron for two seconds with ice-like eyes, and then calmly retracted her eyes. She looked out the window again and looked at the direction of the north, as if casually said: "After spring, the speed of the north-south railway arteries is advancing. It will speed up further, and when the magic train runs in this wilderness, no corner of the empire will be far away. "

"That's a good thing," Byron laughed suddenly. "I've been hurting my bones for so long on the magic car-of course, I don't have an opinion on the quality of Empire Avenue, but a long journey. In that case, obviously the train is more stable and comfortable. "

"The Gorgon River will not rise until the middle of the recovery month, and the water route can only reach St. Sunil," Victoria said slowly. "In fact, if the" air line "envisioned by Her Majesty can be as soon as possible If it is enabled, it may be a better choice: it must fly faster than trains and ships. "

"... I don't think I'm ready to embrace the sky," Byron thought for a moment, and said with a little embarrassment, "I've experienced griffins ... I'm sorry, I didn't leave any good experience, and those An aircraft made of steel and crystal ... remains more worrying than a gryphon. "

"But the sky will eventually become a part of the battlefield in the future, General Byron," Victoria said earnestly. "Even on the old battlefield, the mage with flying ability has more than once demonstrated the role of reversing the war situation, if not the past. There are technical and cost constraints. Which country does not want to control the blue sky? "

"Of course, of course, I understand the reason," Byron said quickly, with a helpless expression-he suddenly felt that the Victorian Granddaughter and Philip seemed a bit similar, both of them had a serious personality and suddenly when they were joking It was more serious, but he could rely on eloquence to deal with Philip, but he said that he was a top noble who had received formal logic education and eloquent training. At this time, he could only nod. "In fact, I have even considered whether future ships can carry it. A small dragon cavalry vehicle used to detect sea conditions from high altitudes and find safe routes, but I personally have a bit of flying ... "

"Carrying an aircraft on a ship?" Victoria didn't care about Byron's words. Her eyes lighted, and her expressionless face showed obvious curiosity. "Is this what you think of building an" empire navy "? Is it your idea of ​​future nautical ships? "

Byron froze, realizing once again that he must pay attention to talking when chatting with a person who may be more real at any time-he just pulled a new technology with his head and pressed it into the topic to avoid embarrassment. Is the princess in front of me serious?

The future Marshal fluttered subconsciously and glanced at the horizon outside the car window.

It is a few hours' drive from Xiongguan of Beijing.

So ... how to compile next?

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Ling Ling's wind wrapped in snow from the top of the mountain, whistling between the gray and white walls of Longlinbao and the steep boulder cliffs between the rocks, as if covering everything with a hazy curtain, Between the whistling snow and the snow, the layer of shields protecting the city also became blurred, becoming a humble background color between the curtains.

Sir Goros Hickel looked up and looked at the mountaintop that had been hidden in the snow, as if he could still feel the line of sight that penetrated the curtain of snow and snow, which was dropped from the palace at the highest level of Longlinbao. Seems to be falling on himself.